渭城朝雨浥轻尘,客舍青青柳色新。劝君更进一杯酒,西出阳关无故人。——唐·王维《送元二使安西》渭城,仲春。这春季的阳光,似乎只有亮度而没有温度;这个小城的故事,似乎只有别离而没有重逢。昨夜骤至的疏雨又毫无保留地将心绪染湿,到了今朝早已不堪重负。——离别的日子终究还是来了。山一程,水一程,今日别君于渭城。 Yucheng is a light and dusty place in the rain, and the guest house is green and new. Advise Jun to have a glass of wine, and no one else in the West. - Tang Wangwei, “Send Yuan II to Anxi” Yucheng, Zhong Chun. The sunshine of this spring seems to have only brightness and no temperature; the story of this small town seems to be only separated and not reunited. The drowning rain that struck last night had dampened my feelings without reservation, and it was already overwhelmed by the present. -Farewell days still come. The mountain was a journey and the water was a journey.